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It see to live for; that there was

nothing to do except shiver back out of sight, and wait to die For

the time was not yet when she should know that her consciousness of

sin ht drink the

sacrament of life; when she should co, that unless she had sinned, the holy wine ht never

have touched her lips!

In these almost daily talks with Dr Lavendar, the question of the

future was beaten out: it was a bleak enough prospect; it didn't

matter, she said, where she went, or what became of her, she had

spoiled her life, she said "Yes," Dr Lavendar agreed, "you've

spoiled what you've had of it But your Heavenly Father has the rest,

in His hands, and He'll give it to you clean and sound All you've got

to do, is to keep it so, and forget the spoiled part" That was the

only thing he insisted upon: no dwelling on the past!

"I wish I was one of the people ant to do things," she told him

with a sort of wistful cynicism "But I don't I have no story-book